[Middle 8th:]
On my way back home I see a house on fire
I close my eyes what if it was mine
It’s complicated
I just don’t love you anymore
I just want to sit here and watch it burn
Sit and watch it burn

Setting like a sun into the wild
Running from myself like when I was a child
Pictures hanging on the wall when we used to smile
All these things keep runnin’ through my mind